MY COMFORT

For while now my poetry went mute 

Its been long I wrote a piece 

I'm falling with a broken parachute 

I've lost my inner peace 

Exterior exhibition of happiness 

The real deal is very much far away 

Hunted by my past 

Scared of the future 

Tired of my present 

Living with limited options 

I walk like I'm bubbling 

Its actually rub and shine 

This young heart is troubled 

I smile like I'm fine 

Got multiple lovers 

That never call at night 

Love is red and tinted 

I paint that colour bright 

I'm quitting drugs and liquor 

No solution in a bottle of rum 

There's a God in heaven? 

Religion feels to wrong 

They say love's the answer 

But mine will never work 

Just a couple of gossips 

Then watch the female walk 

They say don't act in anger 

So I only talk the talk 

I cannot paint this picture 

There's water in my chalk 

Hopeless! 

I feel it in my air 

I'm sitting in its chair 

I'm living in despair 

My world's crumbling on me 

Yet you cannot hear my call 

I shed tears for a minute 

Wipe the blood out 

Changing gears in infiniti 

That's my dream car 

Pastor says don't take life too serious 

You can't get out alive 

My teacher says you are too unserious 

You won't make in life 

I wonder who I'm here to follow 

So I make my own path 

Now it feels like I'm being haunted 

By my own path 

Karma this karma that 

What riches feel like? 

and I was born with no spoon 

What silver feel like? 

People make money from evil 

And live a good life 

Getting buried in a golden coffin 

Is that what karma feels like? 

If so... I want some 

Fuck the upright 

They die of cancer 

I want to bullet proof my loved ones 

But it'l cost a fortune 

I want to throw away these guns 

And make their dreams come true 

Well you if wishes were horses 

You know the rest 

I sleep with my eyes open 

During my night rest 

Cold world no blanket 

Trying to be strong and be focus 

But hell! Who am I deceiving? 

Yea hell! 

Smoking this blunt cuz we closer to hell! 

I'm certain that I bleed 

Friends and family are gone 

I'm lonely in the morning 

Can I make it through the day? 

I'm celibate at night 

Even on the very lovers day 

Pac said there's light at the end of the tunnel 

Hell! Mine must be a long one 

Somebody fed me lies and promised me a bright tomorrow 

Or did I get it wrong? 

The Vyrus was a happy meal 

Now pain over took us 

I'm falling world apart 

Can't nobody save us? 

Its dark in this airport 

Black planes for export 

I'm not scared of the sadness it imports 

In loneliness I realized death's my comfort 

_The Vyrus Udensi Nnagoziem

(In Loving Memory of Chinua Achebe)